LoveMyCat
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So I posted at the beginning of August after starting exante. Totally fell off the wagon and haven't crawled back on. Until now. Pretty sure I'm about 18 stone right now. I need and want to do this. So, I'm starting this diary to commit to posting every day & to really do it. Can't carry on anymore. Here is why:-
1) Oh to let my boyfriend touch me without shying away and covering myself up. It's **** for him and for me. All the emotional **** that comes with that as well is crap. And hard.
2) The chub rub is real in this heat. My thighs. Sudocrem is my BFF.
3) My clothes don't fit me. We've all been there. You know what else doesn't fit me? My pants. MY PANTS.
4) I'm sick of wanting to cry every time I get dressed.
5) I'd quite like to see my jaw line again.
4) Or my feet.
6) Being fitter and feeling healthier generally. I was so fit, and now it's all gone to **** and I can't walk up the two flights of stairs to my flat without thinking I'm going to have a heart attack.
7) More confidence at work - I feel like it's holding me back as I work in a very male industry. I mean it shouldn't matter, but it does.
8) I want to regain some sense of control. I am totally out of control at the moment and it frightens me. I could easily keep going on like this and it's scary.
9) I had my gallbladder removed two years ago and have been pain free since. Recently though, I'm starting to get phantom pains from eating so much and so much rubbish. You know it's bad when you have to take paracetamol every time you eat.
So. I have 25 days of meals - 2 shakes & 1 bar a day. Right now I'm having a final pizza (probably not the attitude but I always was a big fan of the last supper) and then tomorrow it's game on.
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1) Oh to let my boyfriend touch me without shying away and covering myself up. It's **** for him and for me. All the emotional **** that comes with that as well is crap. And hard.
2) The chub rub is real in this heat. My thighs. Sudocrem is my BFF.
3) My clothes don't fit me. We've all been there. You know what else doesn't fit me? My pants. MY PANTS.
4) I'm sick of wanting to cry every time I get dressed.
5) I'd quite like to see my jaw line again.
4) Or my feet.
6) Being fitter and feeling healthier generally. I was so fit, and now it's all gone to **** and I can't walk up the two flights of stairs to my flat without thinking I'm going to have a heart attack.
7) More confidence at work - I feel like it's holding me back as I work in a very male industry. I mean it shouldn't matter, but it does.
8) I want to regain some sense of control. I am totally out of control at the moment and it frightens me. I could easily keep going on like this and it's scary.
9) I had my gallbladder removed two years ago and have been pain free since. Recently though, I'm starting to get phantom pains from eating so much and so much rubbish. You know it's bad when you have to take paracetamol every time you eat.
So. I have 25 days of meals - 2 shakes & 1 bar a day. Right now I'm having a final pizza (probably not the attitude but I always was a big fan of the last supper) and then tomorrow it's game on.
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